0p0 Chapter 160 The Smell of Shit
Chapter 160 The Smell of Shit
"Give me all those 10,000 piglets! I want another 20,000 piglets." Song Changzhou said bluntly.
"How dare you ask me for 10,000 piglets when you only want to buy 20,000? Can't you be more generous and just leave the ones for the experiment for me and buy all the rest?" Deng Jiazhou looked down on Song Changzhou's incompetent look.
"I'm not as rich as them." Song Changzhou spoke of being poor as if it was natural.
"Besides, we're in this together, and this order is quite large! And when I make money later, I'll buy more piglets."
"I want to get 50,000 pigs first, and then I'll come back for the second batch of pork after we use them up. Is that okay?"
"Then do it as soon as possible! The feed I consume every day is enough for me to bear." Deng Jiazhou said.
"I'll let the company's factory manager and finance department contact you today, and transfer the money to you as soon as possible." Zhang Yuwan is very efficient in his work.
Now she no longer holds her nose with a handkerchief, and after staying there for a long time, she is no longer so resistant to the smell.
Especially since they got such a great deal, now these pigs love them so much.
They left the farm and on the way back, Zhang Yuwan lifted the collar of his clothes and sniffed it again and again.
Song Changzhou couldn't help but say, "I saw you were so happy that you didn't even need a handkerchief. I thought you were used to the smell."
"I feel like I've been marinated, and my whole body stinks. What should I do? I still have some time today. I wanted to go find Zeng Zhihua and discuss the TV factory and Xiangcheng matters with him, but I guess I can't go now."
When he heard about meeting Zeng Zhihua, Song Changzhou leaned over her and sniffed her. He said seriously, "You're overthinking it. You still smell good. The smell is from the car. Open the window and let the smell go."
"Really?" The woman was a little skeptical and couldn't help but pick up the clothes and smell them. Was she too sensitive?
"Okay then! Xiao Zhou, call Mr. Zeng. I'll be there soon. Tell him to wait for me. Also, you can go find Director Cao later and ask him to bring the finance department to the farm as soon as possible to sign the contract. You go with them." Zhang Yuwan assigned all the work to Xiao Zhou.
After arriving at Yufeng’s headquarters, Zhang Yuwan went directly to Zeng Zhihua’s office.
Zeng Zhihua looked up when he heard the knock on the door. Zhang Yuwan was dressed like a college student, in a T-shirt, jeans, and sneakers. She had her hair tied in a small bun at the back of her head, with a strand of hair hanging naturally in front. She looked youthful and energetic standing at the door.
"Hey! I haven't seen you for a few days and you're getting younger and younger. Did you gain anything from this trip to the capital?"
Zhang Yuwan observed his appearance. He still looked like a refined young man, but his eyes were red and had dark circles under them. "It seems that you still have the energy to make fun of me. It means the situation is not that serious, right?"
She pulled up a chair across from the desk and sat down, waiting to hear the gossip and news of Xiangcheng.
Zeng Zhihua closed his eyes in some pain. Looking at the way he clenched his teeth, he must have been very angry with his good brother.
"Now Xiangcheng has solid evidence against Zeng. Now he has to face the judicial authorities. I'm afraid the old man will go to jail."
The most terrifying thing about the old man going to jail is that his eldest brother will take power, which is what he least wants to see. Anyone can be chairman, except the eldest wife.
"The old man resigned last week, and my eldest brother has become the chairman. The first thing he did was to cut the Chinese project. Now it's too late to do anything."
Zeng Zhihua showed a look of despair. Although the old man was biased before, at least his elder brother was more restrained. If the old man went to jail, his elder brother's butcher knife would be swung at him again.
Zhang Yuwan grabbed his hand, hoping to comfort him. "Johnson, maybe things aren't as bad as you think. I'll ask Song Changzhou to introduce some retired bodyguards to you, and I'll go back to Xiangcheng with you."
They have to go back as soon as possible, at least to gain more benefits from the old man.
"Don't go back. This time is different from the past. It's too dangerous." Zeng Zhihua refused directly.
Zhang Yuwan shook his head. "You know we're running out of money. I'm going to Xiangcheng to make some money this time. If I can't make any, I'll sell some calligraphy and antiques."
She paused before saying, "I've already asked Professor Wang in Beijing to make a batch of medicine. I want to sell some in Xiangcheng. You'll be too busy to handle it by then. How are you going to make the money?"
"I'm sorry, Sylvia, I really don't want you to be involved in my family affairs." Zeng Zhihua was a little depressed.
Zhang Yuwan stood up angrily, walked to his side, and slapped him hard on the head. Zeng Zhihua looked at her in surprise.
"Pull yourself together. The worst isn't happening yet. What are you afraid of? At worst, you can just fight him. One-on-one, you won't be at a disadvantage. You're already scared before he even hits you. You might as well just kneel down!"
Zeng Zhihua stared at Zhang Yuwan blankly, as if he didn't recognize her. Suddenly, he burst into laughter, almost breathless. "You're so fierce! Why are you so aggressive? Can Song Changzhou handle it?"
"I have no doubt that you would be brave enough to fight with a bayonet if you were on the battlefield." Zeng Zhihua wiped away his tears. "Okay! At worst, I can fight him. I only have so much assets, and he has so much. Thinking about it this way, I think it's not a loss."
Zeng Zhihua's expression was no longer as dejected as before. He had to face it anyway, and he couldn't kneel down before the other party came to kill him.
"I don't think your old man would give up so easily. He's the most ruthless one in your family. He loves his wealth, women, and power so much, how could he easily hand them over to your eldest brother?"
Zhang Yuwan analyzed the situation from an outsider's perspective, "Who reported Zeng this time? Have you found the person behind it? Or do you have any suspects?"
Zeng Zhihua calmed down and regained his IQ. He thought that the old man should have known about the person who reported the incident, but he just didn't make it public.
Yes, the old man is such an ambitious person, how could he easily hand over power to the eldest brother?
The history of the Zeng family's rise to wealth over several generations is not so glorious that it can be discussed under the spotlight. By the time of Mr. Zeng's generation, although it was not so bloody, the old man was definitely not a kind person.
"Johnson, you used to hide your abilities to save your life, but now the situation is different. It's time for this old man to see your abilities and ambitions."
Zhang Yuwan put his hand on Zeng Zhihua's shoulder, leaned forward slightly, his eyes full of determination and resolve.
Zeng Zhihua pushed Zhang Yuwan's arm away, slid his legs back in the boss chair, pinched his nose with his hand and asked with disgust: "Xiao Wan, just talk and don't touch me. And can you stand over there?"
Zhang Yuwan looked at him puzzledly, "What's wrong?"
Zeng Zhihua swallowed hard before he dared to speak out, "Did you fall into a cesspool? Why does it smell like shit?"